Date: Sat, 20 Jan 2007 06:27:18 -0600
From: Justin Davis <justin0398@gmail.com>
Subject: Old Man Brown 11 by Justin Davis (M/t, mast, oral, anal)

The following story contains sexual scenes involving young males and
an older male. If material of this nature offends you then you should
not read this story.  Additionally, if you are under 18 years of age
in most states you are not allowed to read this story by law.

This story is purely a work of fiction.  Any resemblance to person's
living or dead, or to events that may have occurred, is purely
coincidental.  Additionally, the actions of the characters in this
story are in no way intended to show approval of, or give sanction to,
their actions, or encourage similar actions by others.

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Old Man Brown
By
Justin Davis

Chapter Eleven


As Jacob had dreaded, August came and the time came for Jared to leave
for college approached.  He had gotten a merit scholarship to the
University of Miami, Mrs. Anderson, the retired teacher in Trailer 88,
who had done all his home schooling, had done exceptionally well with
him.  Of course, Jared was a bright kid anyway, with a tremendous head
for figures, which is why he planned to major in accounting and
finance.

It was a tearful goodbye, with promises from both that they would call
each other every day.  Of course, that lasted for about a month and
Jared's calls became less frequent.  Yet, Jacob was always glad to
hear from Jared when he did call.

Jacob's heart sank, however, when Jared informed him that he had a new
friend named Roy, and thinking of his own years in college, Jacob
resigned himself to the fact that Jared needed to play the field as he
had done.  Then, after all, there were still the boys to take care of
which would help with the loneliness he felt because of Jared's
absence.

There was Timmy, the cutest little red head you'd ever want to meet,
who was trying very hard to earn the money for a bike.  Three times he
had tried to let Jacob put his cock in his fanny and had had to back
out.  Yet, he had announced he was going to keep trying and Jacob
admired him for that.

There was thirteen-year-old Jason Edwards and his fourteen-year-old
friend David, with the blonde curls and big cock that had come by
twice to get their hole eaten and peter sucked.  And, there was Sammy
Jackson, the twelve-year-old black kid with the nice peter that was
sucking Jacob off and debating whether to give up his butt to earn
more money faster. Yes, there was plenty to keep Jacob's mind from
wandering too much toward Jared.

"Well, David!  Where's your friend Jason?" Jacob asked, as he opened the door.

"Uh, he and his sister decided they'd do some stuff," David replied,
not about to tell Old Man Brown the two had decided to go fuck.

"Well, come in!  Come in!" Jacob said, stepping aside so the
good-looking kid with the blonde curls could enter.

Having been to the trailer twice before with Jason, David knew the
drill and kicked off his trainers as he headed toward the couch.

"I didn't expect to see you so again so soon," Jacob said, as the
closed the door and locked it.

"Yeah, I'm kind of horny!" David replied, stripping off his tee shirt,
revealing his developing six-pack.

"Well, now we can't have that!" Jacob said, as he walked toward the living room.

"I just been horny a lot lately," the boy commented as he shucked off
his shorts, revealing nothing underneath, and plopped himself down
upon the couch and spread his legs.

"Well, it happens at your age.  So, you ready?" Jacob said, getting
down between the horny teen's legs.

"Oh yeah!" David replied.

As before, the boy gasped when Jacob's mouth sucked in the head of his
already semi-flaccid cock.  Then, he began to moan and move his hips
as Jacob began to suck it and swirl his tongue over the head.  Then,
he gasped again as Jacob took his mouth off of his now rock hard cock.

"Oh shit!" David exclaimed, as Jacob pushed his legs back.

"You've got a lovely pucker.  It should be eaten every day," Jacob
said, and dove in on the delicious looking rose bud.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh!  Yeaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhh!" David cried out, as Jacob's
mouth went to work on his hole.

To a litany moans and groans, Jacob slobbered over the horny teen's
hole until he rapid breathing told him the boy was about to go insane
with the desire to cum.

"You wanna go on the couch or fuck my face?" Jacob asked, having taken
his mouth off of the teen's man-sized cock.

"I don't care!  I gotta cum!" David replied, breathlessly.

"Okay, we'll try something a little different," Jacob said, and took
hold of the boy's cock and began to slurp on it again.

Gently, Jacob let his fingers make contact with the boy's pucker.
Then, he began to slowly probe just inside, causing a slight gasp and
a loud moan from the kid.
Then, he began to work them a bit into his bottom while he slurped
away on the lad's cock.

"Oh shit!  Ooooooooooooooooooo!" David exclaimed, now having gooey
feelings radiating from his asshole and cock at the same time.

Soon, two of Jacob's fingers were fucking the boy's hole as he sucked
him, rewarding Jacob with an ever-increasing flow of sweet pre-cum.

"Oh fuck!  I'm gonna do it!  Oh yeah!" David exclaimed, prompting
Jacob to began to massage the teen's prostate with the tips of his
fingers.

Of course, the effect was immediate.  There was a loud intake of
breath from the horny teen.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" David cried out, as he began to
spew his load into Jacob's mouth so hard that it almost hurt as it
spewed from his piss slit.

Later that afternoon, it was different kinds of sounds being emitted
as Timmy Carson, the cute little red head, was leaned over the foot
stool trying for the fourth time to take Jacob's cock up his butt.

"Owwwwwwwwwww------Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh----Owwwwwwwwwwww!" Timmy
wailed, as Jacob pushed forward some more.

"You got more of it in you than last time," Jacob said, trying to
reassure the boy.

"It's just soooo bigggg!" Timmy whimpered.

"Look, you've got almost half of it in your butt.  You wanna stop and
try again next time?" Jacob asked.

"Nooooooooooo!  I gotta do it if I'm gonna get a bike," Timmy whimpered.

"Okay!  Here we go again," Jacob said, and pushed his hips forward.

Of course, Timmy howled even louder as three more inches of the giant
tube invaded his fanny, and he began to cry.

"Maybe we need to stop now," Jacob said.

"Noooooooooooooo!  I want the bike!" Timmy sobbed.

"Okay, there's just no way other way to do this, Timmy," Jacob said,
and grabbed a firm hold on the boy's hips to fuck the remaining inches
into his bottom.

As others had before him, Timmy sobbed and banged his head upon the
cushion of the footstool as the rest of the giant sausage invaded his
rectum.  Then, when he could feel Jacob's pubes brushing his bottom,
his sobs just turned to a steady whimper as he got fucked, knowing he
had finally earned the first installment on the bike the moment he
felt the flood of sperm into his bottom.

Tragically, it was Juan Garcia, the Latino stud with the big cock that
was Jacob's last fuck.  Juan would come to visit Jacob to get a good
fuck when his girlfriend Maria wouldn't put out, and Jacob had let him
fuck his butt more than just a few times since Jared had gone off to
college and had paid him for it besides.

Naturally, there was a big scandal at the trailer park and the gossip
flew fast and furious when it was revealed how Mr. Brown had died,
although Juan had done his best to try to cover it up.  Nevertheless,
everyone eventually knew that Jacob Brown had died of a heart attack
while taking it up the butt from Juan.

As requested, there was only a small memorial service held before
Jacob was cremated, and it was not well attended.  Jared was there, of
course, and a few of the older boys. But, there were no adults around
except for Mr. Anderson and another gentleman that Jared didn't
recognize.

"You must be Jared Brown," the man Jason didn't recognize said, as he
walked up to Jared and extended his hand.

"Yes, that's me," Jared replied, shaking the man's hand.

"I'm Gerald Wylie, Jacob's lawyer," the man said.

"Nice to meet you, Mr. Wylie," Jared replied.

"After the service, you and I need to have a little talk."

"Oh really?  What about?" Jared asked.

"Oh, I thought you knew."

"Knew what?" Jared asked.

"Why, that he left everything to you."

"Huh?"

"All of it!  The trailer park, his personal possessions, everything!
He set up a trust fund for you until you turn twenty-one as far as
income goes.  We can discuss the details later.  But, simply put, you
are a very wealthy young man with a very valuable piece of property to
boot," Gerald Wiley said.

"Well, I'll be damned!" Jared exclaimed.

Jared decided that he wouldn't return to school for the semester and
moved into Jacob's trailer, which was now his anyway.  It was
difficult for him at first, because there were so many things that
reminded him of Jacob, and lots of tears were shed over sentimental
items that had meaning to them both.

Mr. Anderson had agreed to stay on and manage the trailer park, since
he knew Jared had been handling the books for some time, and Jared set
about giving away and throwing away items of Jacob's that no longer
had any use.

It was when Jared got to the stored Christmas decorations and all the
boxes of Santa Clauses that he broke down again, for the thought of
the place not being decorated as it always was broke his heart.

Then, after he thought about it some, Jared decided that he would
decorate one more Christmas in Jacob's memory.  The boys would help,
as they usually did with the outside, and he had helped Jacob decorate
the inside of the place for five years.  Yes, one more Christmas to
honor Jacob's memory!

It was then that the doorbell rang, prompting Jared to set down the
box of ornaments on the rest of the stack.

"Yes?" Jared said, when he opened the door and saw the cute red head
standing there.

"Uh, I'm Timmy," the boy said.

"Nice to meet you, Timmy.  Is there something you want?" Jared asked.

"Uh, can I come inside and talk?"

"Yeah, I guess," Jared said, and stood aside so the boy could enter.

"Gosh!  What are all the boxes for?" Timmy asked as he looked around.

"I'm packing some of Uncle Jacob's things to give away for Christmas,"
Jared replied.

"I'm really sorry about your uncle," Timmy said, plopping himself down
upon the couch.

"So, what did you want to talk about?" Jared asked.

"Uh, well it's kinda embarrassing really.  I had started earning money
for a bike and all, and well--I mean--"

"Uncle Jacob dropped dead." Jared said, completing the boy's sentence for him.

"Can I do something to earn the rest of the money?  I can help you
with all the boxes and stuff?" Timmy asked eagerly.

"I'm afraid not.  There are lots of things that have to be gone
through.  Besides, you had the arrangement with my uncle not with me,"
Jared said.

"Yeah!  I guess so," the boy replied, in a disappointed tone.

"So, how much money had you earned for the bike? Jared asked.

"One hundred dollars!"

"Oh, so he had just put it in your butt once, then?"

"Uh, yeah," the kid replied, looking down at his feet.

"Well, tell you what, kid!  I think Uncle Jacob's deals should be
honored. So, get naked and I'll fuck your butt," Jared replied.

"Oh gosh!  I thought you'd just give me the money!"

"Nope!  Uncle Jacob wouldn't have it like that at all," Jared said.

As one might expect, little Timmy was soon naked bending over upon the
footstool waiting to give up his butt yet again.  He had groaned when
he saw the older boys cock, for it was every bit a big as Old Man
Brown's.  He had had hoped it would be smaller.

"Now I'm gonna lube up your hole a good bit," Jared announced when he
came back into the room and knelt down behind the kid.

"Owwwwwwwwwwwwwww! Arrrrrrrrrggggggggggghhhhhhh!" Timmy wailed, as the
older boy's fingers invaded his bum and began to move around lubing it
up.

"Okay, I'm gonna fuck your butt now!  Just try to relax," Jared said.

"I'll try," the kid whimpered.

At first, there was the familiar pressure of a big cock head pushing
hard at his anus. Then it eased, and something small and funny felling
slipped partway into his bottom.

"Hey! What's going on?" Timmy exclaimed, and turned around.

"See for yourself!" Jared said.

Timmy reached with his hand for his butt hole to extract what ever was
in it, pulled it out, and then opened the green, rolled, up tube.

"Two One Hundred Dollar bills!" Timmy exclaimed, prompting Jared to chuckle.

"The debt is paid, Timmy," Jared said.

For a long time afterward, Jared and Timmy had a talk.  Timmy was to
be Jacob's Christmas elf this year.  He wanted Timmy to find out what
all the boys who had been earning money from Uncle Jacob had wanted
for Christmas.  Then, too, he was to put out the word that they would
be paid to help decorate as they had before.  All would be normal this
one more Christmas.  Nothing after that was assured. Of course, Timmy
had to tell the guys that Jared had fucked him twice in a row so he
could earn the money for the bike.  That was part of the deal.

"Be sure to tell them you screamed and cried and I was really rough!"
Jared said.

"Uh, why?  You didn't do that!"  Timmy said.

"Cause I said so!  Now get outta here and I want to see the bike when
you get it," Jared said.

At the news of Jacob's death, the realtors had been ringing Mr.
Wiley's phone off of the wall. Thirty five million was the last big
offer, and Mr. Wiley expected it to go way above that.  Jared was
going to be a very rich young man, and with the lawyer's fees, Gerald
Wiley had hit the "retirement case" he had been looking for.  No way
he was gong to fuck anything up for sure!

To be continued